It all proved too much for me to handle – the fear, the strange exhilaration, and a feeling I hadn't allowed myself to have for twenty-five years al... hit me like icicles falling from a roof. I cried embarrassed as the tension took its toll and a thick stream of urine hit the rough concrete floor as I lost control of my bladder. Piss splashed from the floor and I felt it soaking into spots on my silk stockings and saw the little drops on my powder blue high heeled shoes.My heart ached hard in my. "Would your friends be jealous of you fucking my tits? Would your friends want to fuck my tits too? Would they like to cum all over my tits too?" These questions seemed to turn my son on more as his pace increased even more. He got such a wicked look on his face then he moaned his response. "Fuck...oh fuck yes mom! They have said...fuck...they would love to fuck your tits! I know...oh shit mom I'm getting close to cumming....they would love to cum all over your tits!" My son fucked my tits. I moaned. I laid there for about 30 seconds. Not moving. Just savouring the feeling. I could feel her wet warm cunt muscles milking my dick. She was squeezing me. I knew I was about to cum so I decided to make the most of it. This would never happen again. I started fucking her. She gasped "Oh my God" as I went balls deep into her. My dick bottomed out inside her and my balls slapped against her thighs. I was now fucking her like a wild beast, grunting and snorting. Trying my best not to cum,. .. She smiled, a memory of something in that old barn fleeting across her face for just a quick second, then saying as she served the evening meal “that was kind of him he`s a good lad that Charlie!” The meal over, dad showered as usual, then in his PJ`s and dressing gown was soon sat before the telly, a cold beer in hand, awaiting the football. The news droned on, Beryl having noted the withies stood next to the stove to dry, raised an eyebrow at Toby but said nothing, as she took her place at.